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I often try to get mugged while traveling.


December 2016

Christmas #2 (1990s)


It was a gift from my brother and his wife. At least I’m pretty sure that’s how it came into our possession. It looks handpainted (and if it was, it wasn’t done by them). There’s another mug here with a different color and design, but with the exact same shape, and seemingly made of the same lighter-weight material, and with the same company name in raised letters on the bottom. Curiously, the two mugs have different countries of manufacture.

As I get ready to post this, we’ve just had a friend make a repair to the ornament tree we repurposed as a Christmas mug tree, so this cup once again has a prominent place of display this season.

Merry Christmas to all!


Christmas #1 (1990s… maybe)


I don’t remember exactly where this one came from. I may have co-opted it from the many gifts my wife has received over her years as a preschool teacher. It may have come with a packet of cocoa mix or a fake poinsettia, or both. What I do know is that I’m a sucker for classic church-in-small-town scenes, especially when the setting is winter. Add in the horse-drawn carriage and I want to paint myself into the picture.

It’s not quite Currier and Ives, but it’s close enough for me. This mug lives in a drawer at work for eleven months a year, but every December it helps make my Christmas season brighter.


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